early morning
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Where has my poetry gone?
Looking through old works and times, I see the search for perfect words never seemed to slip my tongue. Where has my poetry gone? I hope to find them really soon under drawers of mispronunciation and soiled aged clothes. Yesterday, I did what I said I would. And luckily, I…
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The morning’s glare
The morning’s glare pierced my skin as a hidden ray made it’s way onto my bed this early morning. Now the clouds cover the skies as if it’s mischievous actions never happened. It’s Thursday and if you know me by now, you should know I’m happy about that. Did you…
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OOOOO CHAI!
Okay, if you’ve been following my most recent coffee addiction, please note that it is over. I have found my love. It is Chai. I honestly never cared for Chai too much until I couldn’t think of a better alternative to a comfy cup of coffee other than matcha, which…